Some come sharp
Some come dull
Some come broken

Some get lost as easy as love
Some break easier than a heart
Some sharpen better than tongue

Some get kidnaped
Some run away
Some come back later that day

Some cry out when they dull
Some laugh loud to be looked at
Some scream when broken

Some fall to the ground
Some bump into others
Some run in fear

Some erase what you’ve done wrong
Some wright right from wrong
Some sleep within bags

Some wood
Some plastic
Some meatal

Some yellow
Some  green
Some red

Soon you get new ones
The old ones are forgotten
And you never remember
What you had before